The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 51- Staying Both??!

He remembered very well, it was his favorite cake taste when he was in the village first. Cakes are used as a source of income for his wife and late mother-in-law. How can this woman make cakes and food that tastes exactly the same as her wife?

Why does he seem to see Zahra in Shreya? This was just a coincidence, her feelings alone, or was there really something between the two women?

"This....your cake?" Ask Rahul in a serious tone.

"Yes... Who else? You see for yourself, I'm making it here. But there is also, with your mother. He was here to help me. But now it is ketoilet" replied Shreya who still seemed to focus on the cake dough without looking at Rahul.

"You learn to cook and make

where is this cake from? W-Do you have any friends?" Rahul asked curiously.

"Friends?" Shreya turned around and frowned.

"Yes, did you learn to make all this from your friend?" Rahul asked the more impatient to know.

"Where do I know" Shreya shrugged her shoulders casually, then returned to playing with the dough and the ingredients.

"W-how can you say you don't know? Shouldn't your answer be yes or no?" Rahul is increasingly curious and confused by Shreya's answer which he thinks is unclear.

"Shreya, sorry old aunt" The appearance of Lesti broke their conversation.

"Yes, no problem"

"Rahul, are you home? What are you doing here?" Lesti glanced at Rahul.

"Mmm. I wanted a drink, but I saw that he was making a cake here. So I just taste it" replied Rahul stiffly.

"Why is the cake good? You want? Yes already then, let us serve at the dinner table, let others also taste. Now you better take a shower first and change clothes first. It's over there"

"Yes Ma"

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After Maghrib, they all gathered in the dining room to eat dinner.

"Yes, yes, this cake. I must admit, you deserve to have a business of boga. Udah cuisine is delicious, the cake is also delicious again" With enthusiasm Helmi eat and praise the delicacy of wet cakes made by Shreya.

"Thank you Om, Om can do it" Shreya smiled shyly as well as moved.

While Amora had just been silent with a sour face, seeing her in-laws who constantly praised Shreya like the perfect woman in the world. He is clearly not their son-in-law. Only the wife of a man whom they consider to be their own child.

But they pamper her like a princess just because she is pregnant. Praise her like a goddess, just because she is good at cooking.

Amora shook her head lazily. Then he looked at Shreya with envy, jealous spite and annoyed. Just came to this house, already pretentious in front of everyone!

"Oh yes Shreya, if you may know, where did you learn all this, until your cooking and cakes can be this delicious?" Rahul who had been silent had finally opened his voice, continuing his question that had paused in the kitchen earlier.

He was really very curious about the answer the woman would give, which might have something to do with Zahra.

"Yes-yes, Om is also curious. Where did you learn how to cook so well? From your friends or family?" Typhoon Helmi.

"Mmmm..... Da-from My Mom Om. Yes, I learned from Mother" Shreya seemed to stutter and hesitantly replied.

"Oh" Helmi. "Where is your mother now?"

"Mmmm..... My mother's dead Om"

"It's a pity, even though Auntie wants to be acquainted with your parents" said Lesti disappointed. Shreya responded with a wry smile.

Same with Rahul. But he was not disappointed to learn that Shreya's mother was dead, except for the woman's answer which turned out to have nothing to do with Zahra.

Though he was hoping that Shreya would know a little about Zahra. Maybe with that it could be a little clue for him, to find his wife.

But it turned out that it was just part of his wishful thinking. Why is he so naive? How could Shreya possibly know Zahra? Didn't she live in Delhi all this time, then in Magelang after marrying Dawn?

Is meeting and reuniting with Zahra and her future son, too high of a hope for her? How long would he have to wait without such certainty?!

"Just tomorrow we'll go. It's the day after tomorrow" replied Helmi.

"What is it, brother? How do I not know?" Rahul asked confused.

"That's a pity, the wedding invitation of his eldest son Om Michael, one of our relatives living in Canada. You still remind me? So the plan is. We will be there for a few days" said Lesti.

"So you're all going there, to attend the party?"

"Are you not coming?" Ask Gala.

"No yes Brother. You guys are the ones leaving. I'm home" Rahul replied.

"Why Nak? What do they say if you are absent? They are our close relatives. Not good, right?" Tegur Lesti's.

"If we all go, what about the company? Especially at this time I am also taking care of and supervising the mall construction project in the city of A"

"Aren't you able to get your assistant or another employee to keep an eye on him while you're away?" Asked Lesti who seemed to not accept Rahul's reason.

"Sorry Ma but I can't. It's not just about the company, but also about Zahra. How can I be there to party with joy? While my wife until now I still have not found.

What kind of husband am I? Who can be happy to enjoy the excitement of the party, while my wife still has no news. Whether he was currently in a happy state and fine or not" Lirih Rahul who made everyone speechless.

"Well, if that was your decision, we wouldn't force it. You're home" said Helmi wisely. It feels useless to argue, when the youngest child was already adamant with his decision. There will only muddy the atmosphere and end up with a commotion.

Shreya looked at Rahul with admiration. He did not understand why he could feel so moved, moved and happy to hear the expression of the man's heart, which seemed so heartbreaking about his missing wife.

Zahra had a husband who was very loving and loyal to her. Had the same happened to him, would Dawn have felt the same way as Rahul?

"Shreya, you stay home too. Dawn has warned you not to travel long distances until he returns from Thailand" suggested Lesti.

"Your daughter is right, you stay home until we get back. Consider it your own home. Later if you need anything, just tell the waiter. They will definitely accompany and serve you well" Typal Helmi believes Shreya.

"Yes Om, Auntie" replied Shreya obediently.

Rahul is again speechless at the decision of his parents, if he will stay one roof alone with Shreya for a few days. Not because she hated the woman, but because she was confused, how she should behave towards the woman later.

Because that woman always makes her feelings ungodly. Every time he got close and saw the woman, his heart always felt trembling and drifting somewhere. Until it feels like he really wants to pounce on his best friend's wife.

If this continues, can he keep his heart always faithful to Zahra and their marriage?

Shreya also thought about the same thing as Rahul. Thinking that for the next few days he would be the occupant of the house, along with the man who had made him feel a strange feeling.

The feeling of warmth and comfort, made him confused as to how he would deal with the man later. She was afraid that it would make her a cheap woman who could not feel comfortable and satisfied with her own husband, to seek comfort and satisfaction in a man who was grieving the loss of his wife.

Astagfirullah azim. Was he that bad? Shreya shuddered in horror.

"Ma, Pa, I don't have to come, do I?" Amora finally chimed in.

"Lho, why is it dear" asked Gala who was sitting next to him.

"Mmm, I'm not feeling well, baby. So I'm just home, right?" Kill Amora with her pot.

"But what would their families say later, if many of us did not come? Moreover, you were also not long ago, married to Gala. They would love to meet and know you as our daughter-in-law. Moreover, Zahra as the youngest son-in-law in this family, until now still unknown whereabouts. So you're the only son-in-law of the Aerospace family that exists today. So please try to get you to come too"

Lesti reprimanded and persuaded her first son-in-law in a soft and firm voice.

"Dear, it's not good if you don't come. Later when we get there, we will immediately check up to the doctor if you feel unwell or sick"

Gala chimed in and balanced the reason his wife gave him. Make Amora can not run out of ideas and excuses, so she can not dwell anymore.

"Yes dear" Amora smiled sweetly. But in his heart was a tremendous annoyance.

Though this is his chance to be able to approach and tease Rahul again. Who knows if they are just alone in this house, slowly the man will melt down and fall back in love with him as before.

Gratitude if his ex was up to caliph and tempted by the beauty and elegance of his body. Then he asked her to sleep in one bed. It was possible that after that, he could give a descendant to the man.